'With the Keeper ill... I guess I should try and help them get better,' the Eevee thought as they wandered out of the den. The sun was starting to set and the moisture in the air was starting to settle as a light mist along the ground. 'I hope they will be okay with the Unown while I am gone... they seemed pretty disinterested when Smeargle collapsed..'
Humming a tune as they trotted down to a spring of frest water, the Eevee seemed unphased by the mist growing thicker as day slowly turned to night.
They made their way down to the spring, using the bucket to scoop up some fresh water so they could make sure the Smeargle could stay hydrated once they woke. While it would be important for them to eat something too... hydration was more important, right?
"Sh-shoot... how do they normally do this? This is pretty heavy already for me," the Eevee thought aloud as they tried to keep themself from falling into the water. It was so clear, they worried how deep it actually was... especially since they didn't know how to swim.
But as they lifted the pail up, they heard a crunch come from the treeline. Alerted, they scanned around the area, only to realize the mist had thickened to a fog...
"Wh-where did you come from?" the Eevee asked through the bucket handle, sharp teeth digging into the wooden handle out of fear.
"I arrived with the fog," the figure spoke calmly, their cyan eyes piercing through them. "Where is the Controller?" They asked.
"Th-the Controller?" the Eevee repeated.
??? the Zacian is available for asks!
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